Blood tax

Chapter 8 The Manisa Village Terrorist Incident

It finally collapsed... If there is still strength, at this time, you can capture the shaman alive and ask for some information without killing it. The battle just now is unreasonable!
Griffith was too tired to hold the sword.He turned around regretfully and looked at the bewildered elf behind the corpse.

Galadia's already fair face was paler than paper at this time. She looked at the apprentice knights painted with red and black objects on the piles of goblin corpses, and then looked at the hideous and hideous objects that lay on the ground. The terrified face and the internal organs squeezed out of his mouth, turned around to support the earth wall and vomited.

……

Midnight falls in a small village surrounded by mountains.

Under the bright moonlight, the blood of the dead villagers and goblins had dried up.The dead heads stared at the world of the living in a ferocious and twisted way.

Griffith finally broke free from the crippling force after the battle, carrying his long sword and hatchet full of gaps, and wading through the bloody water.

I didn't feel it when I was fighting just now, but once I rested, I felt that my whole body was wrapped in soreness.Although Griffith had many fighting experiences, they were all defending and attacking under the cover of his companions, and the experience of going all the way to the end like tonight was only encountered occasionally when he went out for reconnaissance.

Past experience has taught him that he must find a place to rest immediately, otherwise he may faint at any time by the wall.

The villagers who lost their loved ones were still immersed in grief, desperately dragging their broken corpses to the small square in the middle of the village.The village chief who survived was taking someone to remove the ropes left by the goblins on the fence and re-strengthen the wooden door on the front.The corpses piled up in the alley were also ignored.

If there is another group of goblins at this time, we can't stand it anymore... Griffith tiredly found a corner with a wide view and sat down again, took off his helmet and laughed.

At this time, a breeze with a faint fragrance appeared beside him.The elf hidden in the night bent down and looked at him.

"What laughing?"

"I'm laughing at the rudeness and ignorance of the goblins, hahaha," Griffith laughed. "If they just left a team of people to break through the front door, how could we resist it!"

The elf tilted his head and ignored him.

At this moment, the peaceful village immediately became commotion again.The villagers who were cleaning the main entrance lost their tools and ran away.

"Come on!" shouts came from the village entrance.

Griffith almost bit his tongue.He jumped up immediately, snapped his helmet on his head and rushed up.Seeing him rushing backwards, the villagers who were running back also stopped hesitantly.

Looking out from the broken village gate, I saw a small group of people ran out of the forest and stumbled to the gate.

These figures did not look like demons, which made Griffith a little relieved.When they got close, it was clear that it was the young swordsman Andy and his team members whom they met during the day, as well as the mage apprentice Mr. Isis.

Their bodies were covered in blood, and the great axeman Badu was badly wounded in the abdomen, and the great axe was also lost.

"Badu was stabbed in the stomach by a goblin's dagger in order to save me." The tears on the trainee nun's face were already mixed with blood, "My prayer for healing was obviously successful, but I don't know why... "

Griffith hurriedly asked the villagers to take Badu and find a place to lie down.Following the light of the torches, the apprentice knight found that a small number of wounds in his abdomen were in very bad condition. The pus and blood mixed together and flowed out of his mouth, and the pupils in his eyes had dissipated.

"I'll try to treat him, maybe." Mr. Isis was not injured, but he was exhausted. "Please find me a quiet room."

"Are you a doctor? Great, we have a lot of wounded people who need treatment," the village chief greeted without waiting for Mr. Isis to reply after hearing the words of the mage's assistant. "You guys, make a few rooms."

"I'm the apprentice nun Pacifica," the thin girl raised her staff, "I can help too."

The villagers immediately set up the young adventurers and happily pointed them to the location of the wounded.In such a dark night, it is also reassuring to gather with more of the same kind.

……

After the gate of the village was hastily blocked, Griffith found the busy trainee nun and asked gently about the situation before and after.

"It was going well," Pacifica said timidly. "We caught the goblin and took back Mr. Isis's package. While everyone was collecting the loot, a goblin who should have died Lin jumped up and stabbed Badu in the abdomen with the dagger."

As she spoke, the apprentice nun covered her mouth and wept in a low voice.

"I prayed to the merciful Mother Earth, who gave generous gifts, and Badu's wounds began to heal. He also smiled and said it was all right."

"However, after a few minutes, he screamed in pain, put his hand into his abdomen, and pulled out his intestines..."

Goblins have poison on their weapons.Griffith roughly guessed the situation, and then asked: "Have you tried detoxification."

"I tried it, I gave him an antidote," Mr. Isis took the question, "it's a mixture of honeysuckle, tranquility grass, cold dew maple breath and squeak. This is a common general-purpose drug. It should be very effective against demon feces and poisons made from poisonous weeds."

While speaking, the apprentice mage took out his potion and gave it to Griffith to smell it.

"Isis and I tried hard to stuff his intestines back," the young swordsman Andy added. "Baddu may have been insane with pain and asked us to take his intestines away."

Healing magic and antidote turned out to be useless.Griffith felt that this had entered his own intellectual blind spot.

Next, we can only see Badu's luck and see if he can persist until he is sent back to the town.

After letting the village chief leave some of the nighttime villagers behind, Griffith climbed onto a roof and found a flat spot to lie down.

The dry straw on the roof passed through the gaps in the armor, and the thorns felt uncomfortable.The leather armor and chain armor that were damaged in the battle just now had several twisted protrusions, which made people very uncomfortable.Falling asleep in such a situation is not only bad sleep, but also has no guarantee of safety.

However, if you don't sleep now, not only will your tired body be overwhelmed, but even your brain will not be able to maintain a clear mind.If possible, Griffith and Galadia wanted to take turns taking rest and alert, but the elf did not know where to hide, and disappeared without a trace since the advent of the adventure team.

Griffith also didn't want to rest near the unknown adventure team.He tried chewing a few pieces of jerky, and the taste was bitter in his mouth.This is a sign of excessive physical and mental exhaustion, and you need to sleep as soon as possible.

He didn't dare to take off his armor, so he fell on the roof and fell into a drowsiness.

When the reinforcements from the town arrive tomorrow morning, it will be safe... This idea lingers in the apprentice knight's mind.

I don't know how long I slept in a daze, Griffith suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.Something indescribable irritated his nerves.

The village was dark and dark, and the red moon above his head had been dyed emerald green at some point, casting a faint evil light.There was no trace of human activity around.

Griffith was startled, and hurriedly approached the guard post at the main entrance from the roof and the parapet.In the dim light, two villagers were sleeping on the roof with wooden guns.

"Wake up." Griffith patted their heads with the scabbard and shouted sharply.

The villagers woke up immediately, looked at the apprentice knight in horror, and it took a while to react:

"My lord, what's the matter? Are the goblins up?"

"No, but if the goblins come, neither of you idiots will want to live," Griffith scolded softly. "Be vigilant, you'll be safe until morning. I'll go around and see if anyone can. Come and change shifts with you."

After leaving the post, Griffith touched the roof and the fence all the way back.

In this dark place, the apprentice knight could only barely see the front, and from time to time he stopped in surprise and looked around.

In the summer mountain village, there is not even an annoying insect chirping, as if all living beings are fleeing to the dark distance.The weak summer wind blew on his face, and there was a chill that soaked into the bone marrow lingering behind him.

Griffith became more and more alarmed as he walked.Accustomed to the fiery heat and energy in the barracks, suddenly coming to this unfamiliar mountain village makes people feel that behind every corner and every shadow is a hideous monster.

The elf who fought with him not long ago disappeared without a sound, like a phantom that never existed.

Griffith just felt a little nervous, and the critical scene of fighting with the goblins really didn't know how much better than this strange and strange darkness.

At this time, a foul smell penetrated into the nostrils.There were rapid voices in the darkness.I saw a spark of fire around the corner, and several villagers were gathering there.

"What's the matter?" Griffith felt bad and immediately jumped off the wall.

The villagers were taken aback, and it took a while to see that it was an apprentice knight who was helping, and then someone said:
"The dead Robles was the village chief's brother, and his wife asked us to gather him and several dead bodies into a shady cellar. We were supposed to put them in the hut over there, but we just came here. Looking for one missing, body. We're asking if anyone moved?"

"What time is it now?" Griffith's face darkened and he hurriedly asked, "How long until dawn?"

"One o'clock at midnight, three and a half hours before dawn."

"Inform the village chief and get everyone to take up arms," ​​Griffith said. "Light the torches and call everyone up. Go!"

The villagers hurried away.Griffith turned around and ran to the hut where the adventure team rested.

These young people were placed in vacant huts not far from the main entrance of the village, and it was impossible to find them.The apprentice knight held both a long sword and a short axe, strode to the door of the hut, and without knocking, he kicked the door directly.

There was a burst of exclamations from the people in the room, and the two girls, Boxer Ulan and the trainee nun, got up from the floor in panic.

"Where are Swordsman Andy and Mr. Isis?" Griffith asked, and then added, "If there is a situation, take up your weapon."

The two girls seemed to be awakened from their sleep just after falling asleep, and pointed to the room in the back room:

"Mr. Isis went to treat the villagers after bandaging Badu's wound. Andy stayed inside to take care of Badu."

Griffith nodded, and immediately went to the back room.At this time, the night wind blew into the room, softly like a silk scarf brushing across his cheeks, but with an indescribable stench of blood.

The stench came out from the gap in the wooden door of the back room, like a room of dead mice inside.When Griffithton turned pale, he raised his long sword subconsciously.

Suddenly, the wooden door was slammed open, and a huge black shadow rushed towards the apprentice knight.

"what--!"

The two girls behind him screamed.Griffith hadn't seen what was coming, but the shadow had already bitten like a mountain bear.

The apprentice knight pushed the long sword lying down in his hand and cut it from the neck of the shadow.At the same time, a thick giant claw has swept towards him.

Griffith hurriedly blocked with the axe in his left hand, and then flew towards the wall.

"Bah!"

The apprentice knight in double armor slapped the earth wall heavily, and the hut shook.

Griffith only felt dizzy for a while, but he hurriedly raised his sword and stabbed forward.The huge black shadow had already rushed towards the sharp sword tip.

There was a strange feeling on the long sword, like piercing into rotten wood. The black image was like a butterfly nailed to a specimen, and it stopped moving after it fluttered twice.

At this time, Griffith saw the face of the shadow clearly.

The distorted face was barely recognizable as Batu, the corners of his mouth and nose had rotted away, revealing hideous gums and nasal bones.His bronze-colored body became pitch black and stinky, rotten and hideous like a corpse buried in the ground for days.The hands holding the axe were deformed, with sharp nails like the claws of raptors, and there was even a piece of armor inserted into Griffith's back shoulder.

The two girls in the adventurer team stood there like petrified, unable to believe that their companions would become like this.

Griffith pushed aside the rotting corpse and found that the stench was even more ferocious in Badu's abdomen, and the rot seemed to spread to the whole body from there.

This is a corpse that should have died long ago, why is it still attacking me?Griffith felt a burst of surprise and dizziness in front of this incredible sight, but years of fighting allowed him to withstand the shock and quickly regain his senses.

It can't be as scary as that Beamon.Before the apprentice knight could take a closer look, he drew his long sword and probed into the inner room.

There seemed to be a puddle of water on the dark indoor floor.Griffith lit the small oil lamp on the outside table and shone in.

There was a dirty little bed in this little room.Pieces of bones, broken viscera, and pieces of meat were scattered on the floor, and black bloodstains flowed outward.There was a round thing at the foot of the bed.

Griffith walked around carefully, seeing the thing clearly by the firelight.

This is the head of the young swordsman Andy.

There were some bite marks on his neck, and his head was torn from his body and left here, and the bones and stumps on the ground formed the last thing he left in this world.

how so……

Griffith pressed his forehead and stepped back against the wall, when he suddenly heard a shrill scream from his side.

This sound is not like the scream of a human being.Ulan and the apprentice nun, who saw the stump of her companion, ripped their cheeks and screamed.Their eyes were bloodshot, and they didn't look like human beings, and they didn't even know the bloodstains on their faces with their fingernails.

The partner from a few hours ago turned into a walking corpse and ate another partner... Witnessing such a scene, both girls lost control.

"Come with me," Griffith called to the two.But they were completely indifferent, completely immersed in the madness of fear.

The apprentice knight shook his head and ran out the door.

The village was already in a mess, and the screams one after another were mixed with a strange roar, making it impossible to recognize what monster was making.

(End of this chapter)